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Similar to many of my classmates, I have recently been reminiscing about my childhood home and have thought a great deal about how the rivers and watersheds back in Maine have directly affected my life. I was lucky enough to … Continue reading →

Last week I was at the US Naval Academy for a leadership conference.  There were many speakers and panels that talked about the topic of the Leadership in Crisis.  On one of the panels was Jonathan Messinger who was in … Continue reading →

Would you go spend an hour or so at the James River? Well probably. Now would you do it in February? Maybe. Would you do it if it was forty degrees outside. Probably not. Should you? Probably. Today my suite-mate … Continue reading →

Getting the chance to interact with the James River and learn about its connection to the city of Richmond has inspired me to look more closely at the relationship between the Mississippi River and the city of Minneapolis. The Mississippi … Continue reading →

Rolling brown water. Roaring. Pounding. The coursing muddy water was everywhere and it had consumed everything in its path. This was not the same river I had affectionately called the James. There was no splattering of gray-black jumping rocks. There … Continue reading →

On Saturday morning, Molly, Jules and I drove down to Pony Pasture to see the James after the recent rainy weather. The water was as high as I had ever seen it and the rapids were violent and chaotic. The … Continue reading →

While reading through the various new posts from today, it’s becoming evident that people hold strong emotional attachments to the bodies of water by which they live. In reflection on the James, Lauren, George and Abbie are all brought back … Continue reading →

Last week I spent some time on the bridge considering, among other things, the way our campus community interacts with the nature within its borders. In keeping with that spirit, I took a look at the river-related Collegian article mentioned … Continue reading →

The Reedy River: the birthplace of Greenville, home to the annual Greenville Ducky Derby, a place where I’ve spent many relaxing Saturday afternoons, and a river that has flown  alongside me my whole life. Just as the inhabitants of Richmond … Continue reading →